Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Happy Birthday Phillip!

Carolyn and Phillip Ocheltree
January 1986

Carolyn and Phillip Ocheltree
December 2013

Happy birthday to an extraordinary man! Phillip Telemachus Ocheltree, my oldest son, turns 28 years old today. As you can see, I can't hold him in my arms anymore. But I still hold him in my heart.  Phillip is a kind-hearted, generous man who gives freely to others, always has a smile and a hug to share, always has an interesting "back story" to tell about something (like the Belgian ale we are sharing in the second photo--not the first!), is passionate about humanitarian causes--helping people get well from diseases, ending the cycle of poverty, feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, educating the ignorant, loving the unloveable. Phillip has taught me more about love and acceptance through the years than I could have learned in any graduate-level seminary course.  Thank you for being my wonderful son! I look forward to many more years of loving God and family and life together with you!

Oh, and just so you know, as the oldest son of a Certified Public Accountant father, Phillip very politely was born 10 days before his due date, so that he could give us the whole tax deduction for 1985.  He was born at 7 p.m.

--Posted by Mama O. 

Monday, December 30, 2013

Thanks for a great year!

"but whoever wishes to become great among you shall be your servant, and whoever wishes to be first among you shall be your slave; just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve,and to give His life a ransom for many." Matthew 10:26-28 (New American Standard Version)

I want to say a special thank you to my many church family members for making 2013 a great year through your generous service to others in the name of Jesus!

Thank you for building homes with Habitat for Humanity, for teaching in Uptown children's ministry, for volunteering with our junior high, high school and college ministries, for hosting and teaching skills at our Pinterest Live! nights, for making meals for those who were ill or bereaved or had new babies, for hosting baby showers and wedding showers, for taking missions trips to far-off places like the Ukraine, for working tirelessly to plan Yosemite Bible Camp and then be teachers, counselors, cooks and directors, for helping paint and pour concrete and whack weeds at Yosemite Bible Camp last spring, for contributing to Thanksgiving baskets and Christmas baskets and care packages for those enlisted in the military, for helping paint the Ocheltree Group's room this summer, for praying for each other and with each other, for working with the homeless ministry, for volunteering with Off The Front Ministries, for planning a community garden project, for being part of Angel Tree, for serving at Renew Conference, for singing on the worship team, for counseling others in need. You inspire me, teach me, model greatness for me. I appreciate you all so much! It's been a great year!

--Posted by Mama O.

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Anticipating a great New Year

"but whoever wishes to become great among you shall be your servant, and whoever wishes to be first among you shall be your slave; just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life a ransom for many." Matthew 20:26-28 (New American Standard Version)

I am looking forward to a great New Year, filled with many opportunities to serve God and other people! Will those opportunities come in the form of visiting sick friends, traveling with the church on a mission service trip, helping in childrens' and youth ministry activities, making a meal for a friend in need, participating in Angel Tree ministries next Christmas, helping at Yosemite Bible Camp this summer...? The list can go on and on, and that's exciting. Those opportunities will be what makes 2014 a great year!

--Posted by Mama O.

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Cleaning Week

I both dread the week between Christmas and New Year's and look forward to it. Traditionally, this is the week I use to clean the house thoroughly after the holidays, putting life back in order for the new year. I believe it's important to begin something strong. I like to set the tone for a a new year by being ready for whatever may come. Whether the year brings happy events or tragic events, or, like most years, some of each, I want to meet those events with a feeling of being prepared. And that is really what this annual cleaning process is all about. It weeds out the old, the dirty, the unused, the unnecessary, the outdated parts of our lives. It makes room for growth, change, expansion and fresh, new experiences in the new year. Of course that cleansing process can be tedious, boring, tiresome and sometimes emotionally painful. But, good things don't come easily, and a sense of preparedness is a good thing, so what should I expect?

This year, due to the extraordinarily pleasant weather we are experiencing, I threw in some general yard maintenance, which brought my husband on-board with a greater level of enthusiasm.

Of course, any time we think of cleansing in the physical world, it is only a short step to making the spiritual comparison. Confession of sin and a repentance that is committed to change are the "cleansing" processes that we must perform in order to be prepared, properly, for whatever may come, spiritually speaking. We must weed out the outdated opinions, the dirty, filthy prejudices, the unused love that should be spent lavishly on others, the unnecessary opinions we adopt without good reason, the old habits that keep us bound to addictions.

As we do in our homes, so also we do in our spiritual lives. We spot clean and surface clean on a daily basis, to keep things liveable. We do laundry and wash dishes and vacuum and sweep. But, once a year, it is good to move furniture, wash window coverings, clean baseboards, reorganize storage areas. It keeps us honest and aware of what we are really working with. In the same way, New Year's resolutions can be a way of inspecting the spiritual state of affairs, doing a deep cleaning and reorganizing and facing the new year in an honest state of mind, a state of mind that is truly aware of what I am working with--both good and bad, as I face a new year.

God understood the importance of the physical/spiritual connection. Leviticus 23 describes the seven festivals that occurred during the Hebrew calendar year. Jewish New Year, called Rosh Hashannah, takes place in late September or early October. This was followed, ten days later (Numbers 29:7), by The Day of Atonement, called Yom Kippur. This was the day when all the sins of all the people in Israel were confessed and ceremonially placed on a scapegoat, which was sent out into the wilderness.

"As the goat goes into he wilderness, it will carry all the people's sins upon itself into a desolate land. This is a permanent law for you, to purify the people of Israel from their sins, making them right with the Lord once each year." Leviticus 16:22,34 (New Living Translation)

Each spiritual festival was accompanied by thorough physical cleansing and preparation. Christians today are probably most familiar with the Jewish practice of ridding their homes of all leaven (yeast) before the Passover celebration in the spring. The leaven (yeast) represents sin that must be cleaned out of our lives (1 Corinthians 5:8), but also looks back to the Hebrew's midnight flight from Egyptian slavery, in which the Hebrew people did not have time to let their loaves of bread rise overnight. (Exodus 12:17-20,39)

I look forward to the clean, organized home, yard and shed on the side of the house we will have in a few days. In the meantime, back to work...!

--Posted by Mama O.


Friday, December 27, 2013

Taking Down the Christmas Tree

2013 Christmas Tree

Carolyn plays Santa Claus on Christmas morning, 2013

Peter, Andrew, Phillip, Rae and Paul
Christmas 2013
The Christmas tree comes down today. It has had a wonderful 2013 Christmas season. I am sad to see it go, but, like all good Christmas trees, it must become mulch to nourish another year's crop of trees and nursery plants and our living room must take on an orderly look that contributes to diet and exercise and regular Bible study and all things disciplined in January.

Several years ago, Crystal Alonzo and I decorated the pine cones that I hang on the tree. We salvaged them from local parks and street medians, then painted them with glitter and put twine hangers on them. The tree is populated with family photographs, made into ornaments. Baby pictures, first lost tooth pictures, family vacation pictures in canoes in Canada, at Cadillac Ranch in Texas, at the Grand Tetons in Wyoming, on the Oregon coast... Beloved pets are featured on the tree: our eccentric orange tabby who drank from the kitchen faucet, our darling twin poodle-terrier dogs... Our lives are enriched and refined and defined by our relationships, and so many of the stories are told on this tree every year.

Those ponchos, by the way, are from our vacation to Puerto Vallarta in October/November of 2013. Our sons wear those colors proudly!

Until next December...

--Posted by Mama O.

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

I'm Dreaming of a Green Christmas


“I’M DREAMING OF A GREEN CHRISTMAS”
            My sister and I used to look at each other longingly and croon, “I’m dreaming of a green Christmas” as we drove through the countryside surrounding Los Banos, on the west side of the San Joaquin Valley.  We watched “White Christmas” as often as it came on television in the 1970’s.  We, too, longed to see “the tree tops glisten” with snow, instead of the view from the backseat of our wood-paneled station wagon: alternating pasturelands of cattle and sheep, grazing on the green winter grass of our cow town.
            As much as I dreamed of “A White Christmas”, it never happened for me.  I grew up, got married and moved 70 miles across the flat valley floor to Fresno, on the east side of the great San Joaquin Valley.  Now, I look out the driver’s seat window of my car at alternating pasturelands for cattle and sheep, grazing on the green winter grass of central California’s hill country.
            Our family would often choose one night of the Thanksgiving weekend to have dinner at the Chalet Basque Restaurant in Los Banos.  It was a very unpretentious place.  Each red-checkered oil cloth-topped table had a simple, cheap milk glass vase filled with dusty plastic flowers.  Basque restaurants were fixtures in Los Banos because of its  history of sheep herding.  The Basque shepherds had come to America from their homes in the mountains between Spain and France.  They worked in the hill country around Los Banos, especially in the remote, desert-like Panoche Hills, between Los Banos and Firebaugh.  When families like ours ate at a Basque restaurant, we were separate from the indigent shepherd population, for whom this was everyday home-cooking.  We were happy to enjoy our hearty fare of salads, stews and roasts, apart from these men, who were just a step above “homeless” in social prestige.  They lived much of the year in little tiny trailers that dotted the surrounding hills, watching the sheep and wrapping up in the warmth of a sarape at night.  They really were not the kind of men that middle-class American mothers would want their daughters to socialize with.
            I don’t know exactly when I woke up to the realization that these were exactly the kind of men that God chose to reveal the glory of His Son’s royal birth to.  But, it was.  “Shepherds abiding in their fields” (no doubt wrapped in the Hebrew equivalent of a sarape!), “keeping watch over their flocks by night.”  And then I asked, “God, weren’t you taking a pretty big risk?  Entrusting the greatest truth of all time to men whose standing was just one rung above “homeless” on the social ladder? Who would believe them?”
            And then, the answer came: “Who has believed our message? And to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed?  For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of parched ground; He has no stately form or majesty that we should look upon Him, nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him. He was despised and forsaken of men, a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief, and like one from whom men hide their face, He was despised, and we did not esteem Him. All of us like sheep have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; but the Lord has caused the iniquity of us all to fall on Him.  He was oppressed and He was afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that is silent before its shearers, so He did not open His mouth.”  Isaiah 53:1,2,3,6,7 (NASV)

--Posted by Mama O.

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

The Gift of Reconciliation

I received a text message late last week from a former student in a parenting class I helped teach over the summer. The class, called Nurturing Parenting, is one of the classes approved by Fresno County for parents who have been court-ordered to take a parenting class. Often these parents have had their children removed from their homes by Child Protective Services, due to neglect, substance abuse or a host of other problems. Parents who are deemed "safe" to care for children can take this class and appeal through the court system to have custody of their children, once again.

Here's our text conversation:

Student: "Hi Carolyn it's "Student" from the parenting class. Wanted to let you know the kids are almost permanently back with me. Were on 12/1. I'm so happy!"

Me: "Congratulations, "Student"! And good work in finishing the class!! I pray you all have the best Christmas yet!"

Student: "It will be now that they are home...things have been going great! I wanted to say thanks for ur help in the class and God bless you!!"

Me: "It was a pleasure to teach you, "Student"! I really appreciate your cheerful attitude and your perseverance to keep doing the right thing :)!"

Student: "Oh and have a wonderful Christmas and New Year!"

Me: "Thanks"

Student: ":)"

The Gospel of Christ is about reconciliation. Jesus came to pay the penalty for mankind's sin, thus reconciling man to God. But the Gospel extends to our relationships with our families as well. Wherever sin has damaged relationships, the Gospel is available to mend and heal. When the angel, Gabriel, announced the birth of John the Baptist to his father, Zacharias, the priest, he quoted the Old Testament prophecy about Elijah's ministry of reconciliation in Micah 4:6:

Gabriel speaking to Zacharias about John the Baptisit: "And he will turn back many of the sons of Israel to the Lord their God. And it is he who will go as a forerunner before Him in the spirit and power of Elijah, TO TURN THE HEARTS OF THE FATHERS BACK TO THE CHILDREN, and the disobedient to the attitude of the righteous; so as to make ready a people prepared for the Lord." Luke 1:16,17 (New American Standard Version)

"Behold I am going to send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and terrible day of the Lord. And he will restore the hearts of the fathers to their children, and the hearts of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the land with a curse." Micah 4:5,6 (New American Standard Version)

The ministry of reconciliation is one of the ways we help prepare ourselves and others for "the coming of the Lord", both celebrating His birth ,at this season, and looking forward to His Second Coming, very soon!

--Posted by Mama O.


Monday, December 23, 2013

An Economy of Abundance

Our preacher, Dr. Jason Locke, preached a wonderful Christmas sermon yesterday. It was about Christ, but not about His birth. Rather, it was about His feeding of the 5,000. (Mark 7:35-44) Interspersed, as his message was, with traditional Christmas carols and newer worship choruses, it truly allowed us to feast upon Christ's message of salvation, abundant and free, for all who seek it.

Dr. J showed us that Jesus was introducing God's economic policy on that occasion, not the economic policies of conservative or liberal political thinkers.  This was a contrast between man's economy based on human doubt and skepticism (the disciples looked at the crowds and suggested they disperse to nearby villages and farms to find enough food to eat) and God's economy of abundance (Jesus told the disciples, "you feed them"). The disciples observed, in true human economic form, that the demand exceeded the supply. Jesus, in true divine economic form, created enough supply to exceed the demand (by 12 baskets)!

Man's view of economics says: "You must be cautious, there isn't enough for all that!"  God's view of economics says, "God can always provide more!"

Man's view of economics says that supplies must come from what we can see, what already exists. The woman at the well could only conceive of water that was drawn from a bucket at the well. (John 4) The steward at the wedding in Cana could only imagine that the best wine had been hidden somewhere until the end of the wedding feast. (John 2:1-12) These human beings could not conceive of water or wine coming from a source outside of the "seen" world!

Dr. J reminded us that, every Sunday, when we take communion, we are being reminded that "God always has more!"

What a powerful reminder at this season of giving! Embrace generosity! Cast aside fear and doubt and skepticism! Believe in a God who "always has more!"

Thank you, Dr. J!

--Posted by Mama O.

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Giving to Jesus

I had the privilege today of designing a custom Christmas card for a convicted felon. She has become a friend of mine, as well as a sister in Christ. She and I worked together this summer, chopping fruit and stirring boiling pots of peaches, nectarines and plums to make fruit jam. We bonded, or you might say we just stuck together with all that jam.

For a variety of reasons, this woman needed to move from Rescue The Children, where she was living, to another rehabilitation facility. I was sad to see her go, but I understood that different facilities have different strengths and weaknesses.  But, I wanted to let her know that she is still loved here at Rescue The Children. I had a lot of other things to do today: wrap gifts, clean house, watch "It's A Wonderful Life".... But I made sure I got that Christmas card made and sent because I want to give my very best to Jesus. And Jesus told us that we are giving to Him when we give to those who inhabit the fringes of society:  rehab facilities, prisons, hospitals, slums...

"'For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; naked and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.'

"Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, 'Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You?'

"And the King will answer and say to them, 'Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.'" Matthew 25:35-40 (New American Standard Version)

--Posted by Mama O.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

A Grandparents' Influence

So close to Christmas, and all, it gets me to thinking about extended family and the importance of those relationships. I am thinking about grandparents, in particular. A pair of long-time friends just announced their imminent grandparenthood to me yesterday. And it gets me to thinking about what a great opportunity this is to influence another generation! Relationships between grandparents and grandchildren can be easier-going than those between parents and children. It is in that relaxed atmosphere, emotionally speaking, that the mind is most receptive to learning.

I think about the deep influence that Walter and Helen Toner had on our lives.  Walter and Helen were my husband, Steve's, grandparents on his mother's side. Steve and I married so young that they became my grandparents, as well. We lived near them when we first got married and we often went over to their house on Saturday nights to play board games. We were young, poor college students and that was about all the entertainment we could afford on a Saturday night!

Walter and Helen were old-school in every way. They had met at a Christian Endeavor Society meeting. They were hard-core members of the Womens' Christian Temperance Union and fought against the "demon liquor". They taught children's Sunday School classes together at the First Church of God here in Fresno for over 50 years. And they worked tirelessly volunteering at The Fresno Rescue Mission and Evangel Home. They home-canned the food they grew in their back yard. When Steve and I got married, he had lived with his grandparents over the summer so he could work in Fresno. He canned tomatoes with his grandparents and brought about 12 dozen quart jars of canned tomatoes into our newly-formed home.

The apple didn't fall from the tree before it got turned into applesauce and put in a jar. Steve and I have spent most of our adult lives teaching childrens' and youth ministries in some capacity or another, we grow all kinds of fruit in our yard and turn it into home-canned jams and jellies, we have a vegetable garden in our back yard, we fight against substance abuse of all sorts through our volunteer work at The Fresno Rescue Mission and Rescue The Children.

So, to all you grandparents out there this Christmas, I say, "Pass it on." Life and love and strong values. Those things will outlive you!

The Apostle Paul made this observation about the passing-on of family faith in his apprentice, Timothy:

"For I am mindful of the sincere faith within you,which first dwelt in your grandmother Lois, and your mother Eunice, and I am sure that it is in you as well." 1 Timothy 1:5 (New American Standard Version)

--Posted by Mama O.

Friday, December 20, 2013

A Gnarled Old Tree

I was passing out homemade jams, jellies and salsas for Christmas today. I stopped at my son's high school office to drop off gifts for faculty and staff. I've learned that simple matters get solved more quickly when the people in the front office know you for something good you do for them.  That's why I always make sure that every member of the attendance office receives a jar of homemade goodies at Christmas.

When I walked into the attendance office this morning carrying my basket of goodies, the ladies all swooned over the gift bags.

"I saw your husband's office sign lit up last night and I wondered if you would be bringing us more jam this Christmas," one of the ladies said.

Another one said, you brought us homemade apricot jam last year, so now, every time I see an old, gnarled apricot tree, I think, "It's an Ochel Tree"!

Now that's a high compliment! A tree with character, that has obviously withstood hardship and pleasant conditions. A tree that has withstood the test of time and still bears beautiful, delicious fruit in season. That is exactly how I want to be known! Thank you, Attendance Office Lady!

"Oh, the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or stand around with sinners, or join in with mockers. But they delight in the law of the Lord, meditating on it day and night. They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season. Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do." Psalm 1:1-3 (New Living Translation)

--Posted by Mama O.


Thursday, December 19, 2013

Evil Still Shocks Me


I will hear people say “nothing surprises me anymore” when they hear of some particularly heinous act that has taken place. I guess it’s a form of self-protection from all the evil in the world. Spoken by some, it sounds more like bragging: that they have become worldly wise and jaded. But, regardless of the motive for saying it, I can’t say it myself. I am still shocked by evil. It’s not that I am so naïve that I don’t know it occurs. I have read or watched enough news accounts, watched enough crime shows and heard enough stories to know there are some dreadful things that transpire. I am shocked that people would not stop to consider the consequences, would have no fear of God or man. God is real. His love for mankind is real. His forgiveness is real. His redemption is real. All you have to do is trust and obey. There is no other way. That’s what shocks me. Why do people foolishly act as though there is another way? Don’t they know that they will have to account for every word they have spoken, every deed they have done someday to a holy God? (Matthew 12:36,37; Matthew 25:32-46) If they have been covered by Jesus’ blood, all the evil actions will be erased by God’s grace and forgiveness. But, if they deny those actions and evil motives or try to blame other people or circumstances for their own choices, there will be no covering for their guilt. (Hebrews 10:26-31; Revelation 22:14,15) That’s what shocks me. Why would you choose to do evil when there is another choice? And there always is!
“But remember that the temptations that come into your life are no different from what others experience. And God is faithful. He will keep the temptations from becoming so strong that you can’t stand up against it. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you will not give in to it.” Hebrews 10:13 (New Living Translation)

--Posted by Mama O.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

The Purpose of Discipline


Teaching my “Parenting The Love and Logic Way™” class at Rescue The Children, the women’s and children’s shelter where I volunteer, I was again impressed last week, with the simple wisdom in this course.  Why do we discipline our children?
1. To let them rest secure in the knowledge that loving adults run the home as loving authority figures should.
2. To help them understand that they are welcome to share the fellowship and joy of the family when they are nice.
In other words, there will be times when they are not nice or fun to be around. And, at those times, their own behavior choices will remove them from the fellowship and joy and companionship enjoyed by the rest of the family, who is choosing to be nice.
God, our perfect Father, has set up a universe based on free-will choices.  We can choose to participate in His loving family, or we can choose to put ourselves out of the fellowship and joy and comfort that come with being part of a loving family. We can allow selfish choices and behaviors that are just “not nice” to cut us off from the company of good people. But why? Is it worth being lonely so I can be the only one in the room with the “right answer”, the “correct opinion”, the “best idea”? I don’t think so.
“Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works. And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near.” Hebrews 10:24,25 (New Living Translation)

--Posted by Mama O.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

BFF's


God and I have been “Best Friends Forever” for many years now. But I don’t always agree with His taste in “best friends”. I think He could do better. When I tell him so, however, He reminds me that He needs a best friend who won’t judge Him for His taste in friends.  A good friend is supposed to have enough faith in you to believe you are capable of making good decisions. A best friend is supposed to love you unconditionally. Even if a best friend doesn’t always understand your choices, they are supposed to be tolerant and accepting, not judgmental and critical. And so, in order to be a good friend to my best friend, I have to accept Him, believe in Him, and respect His choices as being made by Someone who is intelligent and informed.
“I have called you friends…” John 15:15 (New American Standard Version)
“For you are a holy people to the Lord your God; the Lord your God has chosen you to be a people for His own possession out of all the peoples who are on the face of the earth. The Lord did not set His love on you nor choose you because you were more in number than any of the peoples, for you were the fewest of all peoples, but because the Lord loved you and kept the oath which He swore to your forefathers, the Lord brought you out by a mighty hand, and redeemed you from the house of slavery, from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt.” Deuteronomy 7:7-9 (New American Standard Version)

--Posted by Mama O.

Monday, December 16, 2013

Excuses, excuses...

 

Have you ever heard anyone say, “I don’t go to church, but I love God. And besides, it’s not a sin to not go to church. I can meet God out in nature.”

Technically, it is not a sin to miss church. And, indeed, God communes with us through nature.

The problem with such statements is that they are utterly self-centered.

If I belong to a family, I can claim that I get family fellowship simply by watching family YouTube videos or chatting on Facebook. We have no need to be together in person. I know what they look like from their profile pictures. And that isn’t completely inaccurate. I can know a lot about my family through social media, and they can know about me. But, there is no substitute for personal contact. Hugs, shared jokes, shared work, shared play, shared stories. These all build a family.

A church is a family. I can say I love God, but I don’t want to hang around with His loved ones. I don’t want to come to family reunions or weddings or funerals.  I don’t want to be present to help with chores, like pulling weeds or taking out the trash. I don’t want to be there when I hear of a financial need that I can help to meet. I don’t want to be there when someone is grieving or rejoicing, so they can share that emotion with me.

Seems to me that God loves His family and He expects us to be present in that family and be part of the day-to-day functioning of that family.

The idea of maturity, or growing up, means we go from being completely self-centered, as infants, to becoming increasingly more and more other-centered. We become aware of the needs and wants and limitations of those around us and we begin to learn how to “do our part” to help accomplish a goal.

To say “I love God, but I don’t attend church” seems to be boasting about remaining a self-absorbed child within God’s family. It seems like bragging about remaining irresponsible, insensitive and selfish.

“But if we are living in the light, as God is in the light, then we have fellowship with each other, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, cleanses us from all sin.” 1 John 1:7 (New Living Translation)

“We know what real love is because Jesus gave up his life for us. So we also ought to give up our lives for our brothers and sisters. If someone has enough money to live well and sees a brother or sister in need but shows no compassion—how can God’s love be in that person?  Dear children, let’s not merely say that we love each other; let us show the truth by our actions. Our actions will show that we belong to the truth, so we will be confident when we stand before God.” 1 John 3:16-19 (New Living Translation)


--Posted by Mama O.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Love for the Alien

Sam Chang, Jackie and Thong Diep at the FIRM Christmas party on Saturday

LOVE FOR THE ALIEN
Jackie Diep (center) attended the Christmas party with his 10-year-old son, Thong Diep (right). Jackie, originally from Vietnam, spent 18 years in the Philippines as a refugee before immigrating to the United States.  He was able to bring his son, Thong, to the U.S. this year, where Thong has only recently become a naturalized citizen.
“We are glad Jackie came to the right place at the right time and talked to the right people,” says Sam Chang, Peer Support Specialist for Fresno Interdenominational Refugee Ministries (FIRM). Sam works with refugees, helping them navigate the system of legal documentation.
“Without legal documentation, you can’t apply for a Social Security Number (to get a job), a driver’s license or MediCal,” says Sam. “Hmong refugees come to the United States not knowing how to speak English, often with no relatives to help them. They are like babies. They don’t even know how to ask for help. FIRM is like loving parents. We teach them skills and independence.”
Jackie Diep says that when he first came to the U.S. six years ago, other people took advantage of him, stealing everything he had, and not giving him any help. That was before he found FIRM.
“We helped him at no cost,” Sam said. “And we remind refugees that they have to be willing to comply with the regulations of their new country.”
“We have to be willing to learn, to survive, to improve ourselves and follow the regulations of the United States,” Jackie Diep says.
How does Jackie feel now that his son, Thong, is a U.S. citizen, thanks to the help of Sam Chang at FIRM?
“I feel happy,” Jackie says. “I don’t want to leave behind my kid. Imagine a kid without a parent, they get the wrong direction.”
Sam has also helped 10-year-old Thong get a passport so he can visit his mother, who is still in the Philippines.
“We try to assist refugees and help them reduce stress as they start a new life in the U.S.,” Sam Chang says.
FIRM’s mission is to “share Christ’s love, to build communities of hope with new Americans”.
If you would like to learn more about the ministries of FIRM, donate money or time, please go to www.firminc.org or call 559-487-1500.
“For the Lord your God is the God of gods and the Lord of lords, the great, the mighty, and the awesome God who does not show partiality, nor take a bribe. He executes justice for the orphan and the widow, and shows His love for the alien by giving him food and clothing. So show your love for the alien, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt.” Deuteronomy 10:17-19 (New American Standard Version)
--Posted by Mama O.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Peace on Earth

Children of various nationalities re-enact the story of Christ's birth. Christine Barker (green blouse, gold scarf) narrates in English and Paula Cha translates into an Asian dialect.

Unto you this day was born, in Southeast Fresno, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign to you. You shall find the babe wrapped in a receiving blanket and lying in a basket, surrounded by children of all nationalities.

"And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men." Luke 2:13,14 (KJV)

In an area of our city more often associated with gang violence and police raids, children of all colors gathered to remind us all of the Hope that has come into the world, the Peace that brings reconciliation, the Light that shows us the way, the Joy that lightens our hearts and the Fellowship that unites us all.

Fresno Interdenominational Refugee Ministries (FIRM) hosted its annual Christmas party on Saturday, December 14, at its office near Fresno and McKinley Streets. FIRM's mission is to "Share Christ's love, to build communities of hope with new Americans". FIRM does this through a variety of programs that assist refugees in language skills, citizenship classes ,employment services, preschool training, community gardens,health and wellness classes, help for senior citizens and housing issues.

If you would like to know more about FIRM, donate to its Christian refugee ministries, or volunteer your time, go to www.firminc.org or call 559-487-1500.

--Posted by Mama O.  

Friday, December 13, 2013

What Does Love Look Like?

Every now and again I am privileged to be privy to a sacred moment: one of those times when God, Himself, is brushing the strokes of love onto the canvas of life, like that painting instructor I used to love to watch on PBS who always used the "magic white". Grandma Helen Toner and I could sit and watch that painter for hours. Grandma would actually make beautiful paintings afterwards. I would encourage her. I have one of her paintings hanging on my family room wall now.  But I digress.

One of these sacred moments occurred the other at Tuesday morning Ladies' Bible Study at our church. Now this moment just happened to occur in a "highly spiritual" environment, but these moments can occur anywhere. They occur anytime love is creating that "magic white" glow in a portrait of human interaction.

I came in while Grace Pendleton was already teaching (I teach another class across town that "bleeds" into this class' time frame). Grace and I co-teach the class, so I came in and began to put down my bag and Bible Study books, when Grace's sister, Joyce Butterfield, came over and gave me a warm, welcoming hug, and then whispered in my ear, "Be sure and don't sit in front of Grace while she is talking." Grace was teaching from a sitting position, and her sister graciously protected her ability to be seen and heard, while showing me love at the same time!

But wait, there's more! After class, Grace was talking to me about Joyce's picking up and holding darling baby Nahmaiah King, who was crawling around on the floor of our class that morning. Little Nahmaiah was becoming fussy, so Joyce picked her up to comfort her and entertain her while Grace and I led the discussion.

"My sister, Joyce, finished her chemotherapy for her cancer, but I hope her immune system is strong enough to keep her well, I know the baby has been sick this week, but I wouldn't say anything!"

Watching two sisters love one another and love other people in the process was a sacred moment, a moment when God's brush stroked "magic white" onto the canvas of life, and I was privileged to observe and study that interaction.

Now, if I can do like Grandma Helen Toner and reproduce those efforts on my own canvas...!

--Posted by Mama O.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

The 10 Commandments

Of course, you recognize these! You've seen them before. What makes this copy so extraordinary, is, of course, as always, the "back story". I was teaching a Keyboarding class this week at Rescue The Children, the women's and children's shelter where I volunteer. One of my students wanted to be able to remember the 10 Commandments. So, we worked on creating this document in class. We worked with fonts and inserting graphics and borders and numbers--all kinds of good education in formatting, while we also worked on some memory tricks for remembering the order of the commandments. Years ago, when I helped my sons memorize these, I came up with some silly memory tricks for keeping the last five in proper sequence:
6. Do not kill (I think of  6-shooter pointed at my head)
7. Seven is God's number, the number of perfection. So many people, when you describe grace, immediately ask, "Then can I commit adultery and God will just forgive it?" Somehow, many people consider "adultery" as "the perfect sin". So, it's #7!
8. There was a cookie in the jar, and I stole it and I ate it! Hence, #8 is the the stealing commandment.
9. You can turn a 9 upside down and make it into a 6, thus, falsifying information. So, #9 deals with lying, or bearing false witness.
10. I envy my neighbor because her life is a "Perfect 10". The 10th commandment forbids coveting!
Silly, but they work for me.
"I love God's Law!" I said, when we finished our task.
"I do too," she said. "And this looks so professional!"
She is being tutored in reading and math skills currently.  "My tutor says my reading is getting much better," she said.
I told her that schools were first developed here in the United States so people could learn to read the Bible.
"Your laws are wonderful.
No wonder I obey them!
The teaching of your word gives light,
so even the simple can understand."
Psalm 119:129,130 (New Living Translation)
--Posted by Mama O.
                       


Wednesday, December 11, 2013

The Sock Monkey

I found a sock monkey at World Market the other day. It was an answer to prayer. It is a Christmas present.

The monkey tells a story, just by his very presence in a room. He tells a story about friendship and love and security.

A dear friend of mine has been sorting through some issues lately. She has taken quite a bit of time to put her own life back together after a period of drug use and crime that landed her in jail. She has been out of jail for more than a year now. The man she was dating while she was in this irresponsible lifestyle was also put in jail. He has just come out of jail recently and this pair is facing decisions about whether to continue a relationship that started during a very dark time in life and involved a great deal of sinful behaviors.

This friend joined me in Gene Sue's prayer group for the last two weeks at Wednesday night Re-Connect service. We talked about love and security and friendship. We all need it. Gene shared the story of his own childhood, when his father would beat little Gene abusively. To this day, Gene bears physical damage in his body from those beatings. During those times, little Gene would cling to a sock monkey as a reminder that he had a friend. Much later in life, Jesus ministered to the adult Gene, showing him that Jesus was always present with Gene, and was shedding tears over the evil his father chose to do. God has given men and women free will and they can choose to do things which harm themselves and other people.

Dale Harper shared as well. He had us read Psalms 1,23 and 91 (read them!). They deal with God's love and comfort for David, who spent years running for his life.

After reading Psalm 91, he continued, “Sometimes we look to the wrong person for safety and it brings confusion instead. We want God to be that blessing in your life, to give you strength. He is always your friend!”

So, the sock monkey will be my Christmas gift to my friend. It will remind her that Jesus is a friend who is always there for us, in good and evil days. She will have to make the difficult choices about relationships. But knowing that Jesus is always there with her, never leaving her, will give her courage, wisdom and a friend during those times when she feels afraid of being alone!

"...you are my friends..." (Jesus' words in John 15:15)
"I am with you always, even to the end of the age." (Jesus' words in Matthew 28:20)

--Posted by Mama O.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

By This All Men Will Know

BY THIS ALL MEN WILL KNOW

Sometimes we simply have to do what we know is the right thing to do, and have faith that God will give us wisdom to deal with our problems while we are focused on doing what He asks us to do. Such was my situation on Sunday morning, as I pondered a perplexing issue, searching for the best way to confront the situation. When we were called to the communion table, I didn’t really feel like going, but I did, because I reminded myself, “this is what I do every Sunday!” As I approached the table, I was surrounded by those I love within my church family, those with whom I have served and those who have ministered to me. I was reminded of countless misunderstandings that have been straightened out, problems that have been solved, and creative energy that has flowed into areas that needed God’s miraculous beautifying touch. A creative thought came to my mind, regarding the very issue I was tackling right then. I felt the peace of God, starting at the top of my head and flowing down, like healthy blood, flowing through my veins and arteries, nourishing my heart and my brain and allowing my muscles to relax. The creative thought involved a solution that showed love and respect for everyone involved and maintained a sense of human dignity. Of course it did! What were the words Jesus spoke to his disciples the night he shared this meal with them?
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another.  By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.” John 13:34,35 (New American Standard Version)

--Posted by Mama O.

Monday, December 9, 2013

The Story of the Weeds

THE STORY OF THE WEEDS

“If you could sit down with God and talk about anything, what would you want to talk about?” the instructor asked the class.
 “Why would a good God allow evil in the world?” one of the students responded.
“I know the answer,” another student volunteered with a raised hand.
The instructor did the usual, diplomatic move when faced with an impossible philosophical/theological dilemma. He stalled.
“This is a question that has been asked by many people through the years…” the instructor began, searching through his mental index for an “EXIT” sign to this conversation.
“But,” the student with the raised hand persisted, “I know the answer!”
The instructor was in trouble. A man who was sensitive to the keen minds of his students, he did not want to discourage learning, but he was also not wanting to open Pandora’s Box right there in the classroom. What to do, what to do…
The student with the raised hand would not be ignored. Problem was, this student was fairly new to the topic, didn’t have a lot of experience, hadn’t written any research papers on the topic yet, and frankly, lacked some of the finesse that other students possessed in presenting convincing arguments on a given topic.
The instructor was in a real bind. He wanted to show respect to the youthful questioner and not quench the desire to learn via the Socratic method (that’s Q&A for you and me!) in the student who professed to “know the answer” to the impossible question on the table.
At a loss, the good instructor allowed the young man with “the answer” to speak.
You told us the answer a few months ago!” the young man said to the instructor with a look that begged, “Don’t you remember?”
“When you told us ‘The Story of the Weeds’! You said that Jesus told the disciples that the wheat and the weeds would grow together until the harvest. If the workers pulled out the weeds too soon, it could pull out the good wheat, too. It just isn’t the right time to pull out the weeds yet!”
This story, which could have taken place on any college campus, took place in our own children’s ministry, called Uptown, where Doug Baker, our children’s minister, shared ‘The Story of the Weeds’ (Matthew 13:24-30).
When Doug went to share the story with this little “Bible Answer Man’s” grandma after church, when she came to pick him up, she said, “Oh, of course, ‘The Story of The Weeds’, he told me all about it!” Turns out this young Bible scholar shares all the stories he hears every week with his grandma, even though she does not come to church.
Our preacher (in “big” church), Jason Locke, asked us yesterday, where the next Nelson Mandela, a young man who overcame difficult odds and went on to teach the whole world about reconciliation, respect, love and forgiveness, might come from.
Hmmmm, I just might have an answer!

--Posted by Mama O.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Love and Logic

LOVE AND LOGIC

Product endorsement time:
The book is called Parenting With Love and Logicby Foster Cline, M.D. and Jim Fay (Updated and Expanded Edition, 2006, NavPress, Colorado Springs, CO).
I have been facilitating a video teaching series based on this book at Rescue The Children for several (8-week) sessions now, and each time I teach it, the truths sink a little deeper into my heart and make their way into my actions.
The heart of the program is laughably simple: Allow children to learn from their own mistakes, while we parents offer empathy, support and love, but not rescue.
The principles are not new. They are really God’s principles for teaching us. But they are presented with humor, wisdom, good illustrations and an easy learning style.
Testimonial: Two years ago, I was tied up in knots when Paul was applying for university admission and scholarships. I felt the weight of responsibility on my own shoulders. Two short years later, both Paul and Andrew are again applying for university admission and scholarships (Paul has completed the honors program at Fresno City College and Andrew is graduating high school). This time around, I am here as an advisor, but it is not my responsibility to get anyone else’s work done for them, or even to nag them to do it. I can be cheerful, relaxed and ever-so-empathetic about the difficulties of the application process, without turning into my application process!
The Love and Logic Institute has been around for a number of years and there are a variety of books out there, addressing parenting and teaching issues for various age groups. If you deal with children or young people at any level, I highly recommend The Love and Logic Way!

--Posted by Mama O.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Learning From My Students



LEARNING FROM MY STUDENTS
Please tell me that I am not the only one who struggles with the concept of accepting help from those I am supposed to be helping, of being taught by those I am supposed to be teaching. It happens to me on such a regular basis, I should be used to it by now. But, I still have to talk to myself, reminding myself that “it’s okay to not be the expert on everything” when I need help. My need for help often takes the form of technology, which happened last week when I was teaching a parenting class at Rescue The Children. Each system seems to come with its own idiosyncrasies so, no matter how much I know about how to run the audio-visual system in the previous classroom, the system I am using right now is always unique. As one of the students helped me connect cables and wires and speakers, she said, “You’re going to need to learn to do this yourself because I’m starting college next week.”
I felt embarrassed that I am the teacher, yet I can’t even set up the audio-visual system myself. I was tempted to be defensive. But, because I have been humbled by so much technology, I listened, instead, to the voice of God in my heart.
“We are here on earth to learn from one another. If you want these ladies to listen to your words and respect you, you need to listen to their words and respect them, too. You need to model being a good learner.”
So, my response was, “I am watching you carefully. I think I can handle it next week on my own. Thanks for showing me how to set it up!”
Now that wasn’t so hard, was it? (Hope I remember the lesson next time!)
--Posted by Mama O.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Preparing For Occupancy

PREPARING FOR OCCUPANCY

We have been studying the Old Testament book of Nehemiah in our Tuesday morning ladies’ Bible study this fall.  The city of Jerusalem, its walls and its Temple, had lain in disgrace and ruins after the Jews had been taken as captives to Babylon and their beautiful city destroyed. Through a series of efforts, led by Zerubbabel, Ezra and finally, Nehemiah, the city’s walls were rebuilt, its Temple was restored as a place of worship for the true God and city was once again inhabited by Jewish people who observed God’s laws. Nehemiah led a dedication ceremony for the rebuilt city and Temple in 444 B.C., more than 400 years before Jesus would walk these same streets and talk to the priests in this same Temple. The Jews of Nehemiah’s day were not simply restoring the “has been” glory of Jerusalem, they were preparing the city and the Temple for its greatest glory: having Jesus, the Son of God, within its walls.
It makes me wonder what we are currently doing that may be preparing for something greater than we could ever imagine. We hear of a heavenly city that God is preparing for those who believe (Hebrews 12:22; Revelation 21:22). This New Jerusalem will need citizens, homeowners, who will abide by the covenants, codes and restrictions (CC&Rs) of the homeowners’ association and who understand what a privilege it is to live in this beautiful city. Are we advertising “heavenly real estate” now by giving ourselves and those around us an “open house”, if you will? Are we showing them what it is like “to walk in the light as (God) Himself is in the light, (so that) we have fellowship with one another”? (1 John 1:7) There will be no darkness in that New Jerusalem (Revelation 22:5). We can prepare ourselves and others now, for that great, glorious city, by living in the light, confessing ours sins, loving one another and having nothing to hide or fear.

--Posted by Mama O.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Speaking The Language

SPEAKING THE LANGUAGE

Our ladies’ Bible study group finished our study on the book of Nehemiah last Tuesday.  The book ends, much as it began, with Nehemiah leading a reformation among God’s people, who have become distracted by disobedience.  Nehemiah had helped the people rebuild their dilapidated city walls, restore the Temple and repopulate the city with people.  Then, Nehemiah had to return to Babylon on state business.  When he returned, the Jews were already drifting into disobedience, breaking the Sabbath and intermarrying with idol worshipers surrounding Jerusalem.  When Nehemiah encountered this “wandering eye” among the men of his people, he acted quickly and firmly.  He shut down all merchants who were coming into the city on the Sabbath and threatened to arrest them if they hung around the city walls on the Sabbath. Then he addressed the problem of intermarriage with idol worshipers. “half their children spoke the language of Ashdod or some other people and could not speak the language of Judah at all.” Nehemiah 13: 24
Author Kelly Minter explains why this was so scandalous: “Though totally foreign to our current way of life, we have to remember that, for the children of Nehemiah’s day, Hebrew was essential to understand God and His ways.  The language of Judah was the language the priest and leaders—the parents—spoke to their children about the God of their forefathers. To lose this language was in essence to lose God’s Word, ultimately losing God Himself.” (Nehemiah: A Heart That Can Break  by Kelly Minter, Lifeway Press, Nashville, TN, 2012)
Nehemiah insisted on immediate change. The results were rather “hair raising”, read it for yourself in Nehemiah 13:25.
What would the modern-day equivalent of such a scandal look like? Children who grow up in the church but know little to nothing of God’s Word because their minds are filled with the idols the world worships: money, popularity, fun,  physical strength…. All these things are worshiped and celebrated in popular culture. But they run counter to the teachings of a loving God who provides perfectly for each one of His children, no matter how popular or athletic or smart or rich they are!
Reading this story made me thankful for our strong childrens’ ministry in Uptown here at College Church of Christ.  Loving men and women volunteer weekly to teach our children Bible stories, songs, memory verses and to spend time praying with and for them and loving them! Our children are learning the language of God, the language of love in Uptown. We can be very thankful for this!

--Posted by Mama O.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Holiday House Cleaning

HOLIDAY HOUSE CLEANING

Our Tuesday morning ladies’ Bible study group encountered a fascinating little vignette in Nehemiah 13:1-9. Due to ignorance, the priest of God’s Temple had allowed one of God’s enemies, Tobiah the Ammonite, to use a room in the Temple for his personal storage unit (like a mini-storage unit!) The priest was related to this enemy by marriage (another ignorant violation of God’s Law), and had created a storage space for his stuff in one of the rooms that was meant to store provisions for the priests and Levites, who ministered in God’s holy name. Our narrator and protagonist, Nehemiah, had been out of the country on state business when this oversight occurred.  When he returned and found a Temple room being used as a storage unit for God’s enemies, he threw out Tobiah’s household goods and reinstated the sacred room as a storage place for the offerings and articles of ministry used in the Temple worship of God.
It got me to thinking about our own bodies, which are “the Temple of the Holy Spirit”. (1 Corinthians 3:16) Each room is supposed to be dedicated to the Lord, holy for His use, and for carrying out the sacred tasks of ministry given to us.  But, how often, out of ignorance or wrong associations, do we allow our rooms to be “rented out” to God’s enemies.  We find ourselves storing the household goods of the enemy, the ottoman of unforgiveness, the divan of deception, the end table of envy, the vase of vengeance. As we celebrate the Advent of Christ, it is an ideal time to follow Nehemiah’s example and throw out all the household articles of the enemy and restore our rooms to places where sacred articles dwell: the jewel box of joy, the paintings of peace, the lounge chair of love, the quilt of kindness.  May this Christmas season find each of us with rooms cleaned out for the holiday, made holy and sweet and fragrant with the aroma of Christ and love, a place that will welcome Christ and other people in His name!

--Posted by Mama O.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

The Book Thief

THE BOOK THIEF

The movie is out.  Go see it. I read the book, by Markus Zusak, with my reading group last month.  It is worth the read.
If you ever wondered how much we need one another, how much we depend upon one another, how our lives are intertwined, this powerful story will give you some idea.
It’s a theme that has been written about and depicted in movies over and over and over: Nazi Germany in the 1930s. World War II. Germans and Jews.
Is there anything new that can be said upon this topic?
Maybe, or maybe it’s a just a very powerful retelling of truths that need to be told and retold and retold. Go, see the movie and tell me what you think. How did it affect your views of our need for one another?  I’d like to know.

Posted by Mama O.

Monday, December 2, 2013

The "Thin Space"

THE “THIN SPACE”

I’ve been reading a book recently by Joshua Graves called The Feast: How to Serve Jesus in a Famished World.  He is describing the kind of ministry Jesus had, and calls each of us to have:
“British mystics have a great phrase. To explain the meeting of the divine and human they often use the phrase “thin space,” the unsuspecting place where God and creation come together. These thin spaces are the moments and places where heaven and earth kiss, where eternity ever so subtly, creeps into our temporary lives.
“Jesus is the ultimate thin space. He is born in a barn, and as a Jew, he is disenfranchised in his Roman-dominated world.  Unlike Paul, Jesus isn’t even a citizen in his own nation.  He’s from Nazareth, not exactly a cutting-edge city producing great thinkers.  Remember the infamous line from the Gospels, ‘What good can come from Nazareth?’ Jesus and his father are carpenters, more migrant workers than middle class.  He does not appear to hold any politically elite position.  He has no special education that we know of.  He depends on the generosity of others during his ministry. He is voluntarily homeless. He is crucified as a criminal, a political insurgent who threatens Rome’s power in the region and Judaism’s tests of orthodoxy.” (The Feast: How to Serve Jesus in a Famished World by Joshua Graves, Leafwood Publishers, Abilene, TX, 2009)
His explanation reminded me of a Sunday morning a few years ago when my son, Phillip, was playing the role of “Old Testament Guy” for childrens’ church. Each week, he would play the part of some different Old Testament character and lead the children out of “big church”, after a brief explanation of his character’s story to the whole congregation.  On this particular Sunday, Phillip was to play the role of Jesus, connecting the Old and New Testaments.  As we discussed his costume, I suggested that he wear a jacket and a tie, in order to be respectful in church.
Immediately, he gave me a funny look and countered with, “I’m wearing a plaid shirt, work pants and boots and a tool belt, Jesus was a carpenter!”
The “thin space”, Phillip. You nailed it (pun intended)!

--Posted by Mama O.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Who Is My Neighbor?

WHO IS MY NEIGHBOR?
“On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. ‘Teacher,’ he asked, ‘what must I do to inherit eternal life?’
“’What is written in the Law?’ he replied. ‘How do you read it?’
“He answered: ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’, and ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’
“’You have answered correctly,’ Jesus replied. ‘Do this and you will live.’
“But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
Luke 10:25-29 (NIV)
Most of us know the “rest of the story”, about a Jewish man on a journey, who was attacked and robbed on a lonely stretch of highway. Two of his fellow countrymen, both members of the clergy, sped by with “pressing religious business” to attend to.  It wasn’t until the man’s enemy, a despised Samaritan, came along, that the man received the necessary medical attention he needed.
At the end of his story, Jesus asked the lawyer, “’Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?’”
“The expert in the law replied, ‘The one who had mercy on him.’
“Jesus told him, ‘Go and do likewise.’”
Luke 10:36,37 (NIV)
Every time we set up camp, as we did this weekend at Coastal Dunes RV Park in Pismo Beach, I look around at who my neighbors are: The guy in the spot across from us with the words “Eat Shit” in big bold letters across the back of his American flag-waving pickup with a dune buggy in the back. (Turns out that pickup driver is bipolar, is very explosive, and gives his parents a lot of grief. His father talked to Steve on Sunday after the pickup left.) The people next door with the yapping Chihuahua. Those are the same people who brought over lighter fluid on Thanksgiving night to help with our wet firewood problem. The friendly dairy family down the way, with their half million dollar RV, calling out “Happy Thanksgiving” to us as we walked by with our dogs. The woman on the other side, carefully combing her long, dark hair at the picnic table every morning.
This random assortment of people are “my neighbors” for the weekend. How I speak to them, interact with them, share camping equipment or restaurant suggestions, tells whether I believe Jesus, that showing love to my neighbor is that important: it reveals the state of my own heart, whether I have love for other people, created in God’s image, or whether I hold them in contempt or envy.
As we head into the Christmas season, we will be encountering many “neighbors” at gatherings. Will we be the ones who show mercy to the misfits, the marginalized, the misjudged? Or will we remain in our comfort zone, speeding by in our haste to take care of “pressing business”, and neglecting the mercy of a handshake, a hug, a warm greeting of “I’m glad you came!”?
Let’s be “the ones who show mercy” this holiday season!

Posted by Mama O.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Why study?

There was an old Glee Club song on a record album of my parents that I listened to as a girl.  It was called "Why Study?" The words went like this:
Why Study?
"The more you study
 The more you learn.
 The more you learn
 The more you know.
 The more you know
 The more you remember.
 The more you remember
 The more you forget.
 The more you forget
 The less you remember.
 The less you remember
 The less you know.
 The less you know
 The more you study.
 So whyyyyy study!?"

And that's the question I asked the youth group last night when we talked about the discipline of Bible study. Why study?  Is it just a way to fill time that could be occupied with video games, entertainment or friends?

The answer from our very astute students was:

"It keeps you in touch (with God)."  That's from sophomore Kelly Gresham.  Like all relationships, our relationship with God stays active and healthy with regular communication.  And that Bible study time is one way we "keep in touch" with our Heavenly Father.

"It refreshes you." That's from sophomore Jackson Hamm.  We encounter many alien concepts out in the world on a daily basis: unforgiveness, greed, materialism, insensitivity, crudeness, foul language, hurt feelings, death and loss.  If we don't keep in regular contact with God, we can let these things drag down our attitudes, our way of looking at the world, at ourselves at other people and at God.  We can become bitter or cynical or greedy or entitled or manipulative...  So, we need to study God's Word in order to refresh, to recalibrate our spirits to the proper settings, the right attitudes, the knowledge of how deeply God loves us and how much we need to love ourselves and other people around us, made in God's image.

So, according to our insightful youth, that is why we should study!

To keep in touch

To be refreshed

"The law of the Lord is perfect, restoring the soul;
The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever;
The judgments of the Lord are true;
they are righteous altogether.
They are more desirable than gold, yes, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb."
Psalm 19:7-10 (NASV)

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Tower of Freedom


Jericho helps his dad with the Sunday sermon object lesson--a Lego tower
Our preacher, Jason Locke, used a Lego tower, designed by his son Jericho, an aspiring engineer, to demonstrate the work of grace in our lives during his Sunday sermon.  He invited three young students to come up front and recreate Jericho's masterpiece in a very short time period.  Of course, the task was overwhelming and the three little good sports had to leave the task undone when Dr. J declared "Time is up!"

Thanks, Dr. J, for taking a somewhat awkward passage in Galatians, addressing the issue of circumcision,  and teaching us how it relates to our lives today. The new Christians in Galatia were confused about what it took to please God.  They had accepted Christ's gift of forgiveness and salvation, but then, they had been told that they needed to observe the Jewish tradition of circumcision in order to find favor with God.  The Apostle Paul was passionate in his plea to the new Christians to remain confident in Christ's all-sufficient blood to save them and not return to the traditions practiced under the Law, before Christ came to fulfill the Law.

Dr. J challenged us to walk in the freedom of God's grace, remembering that no measurement or "keeping score" can help us reach God's standard of perfection. It is only God's grace that can help us please God.  It's really that simple.

"It was for freedom that Christ set us free; therefore keep standing firm and do not be subject again to a yoke of slavery." Galatians 5:1 (NASV)

--Posted by Mama O.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Movie Night at the Cowger's

Cole Cowger demonstrates trampoline technique



A pickup game of football on the Cowger's back lawn

The movie screen

Stacy Sholes, Ethan, Leah and D'Andra Buchanan

This one speaks for itself!

I am reading a book called The Outliers right now.  It's about what makes people extraordinary.  It tells the story of a small town in Pennsylvania that exhibited a significantly lower rate of heart disease than the national average for no obviously explainable reason like a low-fat diet or a lower rate of smoking than the general population.  Finally, the researchers concluded that it was the lifestyle of this small town, its neighborly ways, its functioning like a large, extended family for its residents.  The people's health sprang from connectedness with one another.  Wow! 
 I want to be the church equivalent of that town!  A place where people are physically healthier because they are connected to one another spiritually and emotionally. I love our gatherings, for that reason.  The conversations, the silliness, the laughter, the emotional bonding that occurs.  It happened again on Friday night out at Kenny and Tami Cowger's place in the Madera Ranchos.  We all ate and laughed and played and watched a really funny movie under the stars (lots of stars!).  It was beautiful.

"By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another." John 13:35 (NASV)

--Posted by Mama O.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

A Taste of Heaven

Lee Smith, our chef

Folks, it just doesn't get any better than this!  Family dinners with some of the best chefs on the planet!  Y'all come out on Wednesday nights, 'cuz we're having a feast and we need you here to share our joy!  Tonight, we had an absolutely fabulous bbq pork loin, green beans, rice pilaf, green salad and fresh, hot rolls with butter, plus three kinds of home-style dessert--lemon, pistachio and cheesecake.  It's all you can eat for $4 per adult, $2 per student.  And, the way my teen-age sons eat, there is NO PLACE IN TOWN where we could feed them for $2 apiece!!  But, lest I make it all about the food (which is AMAZING!), it's not.  It's about the family time, the conversations we have, the things we learn about one another, the help and prayers we offer to one another.  It's really, truly, a little bit of heaven right here on earth.  Come feel the love, eat the food, drink the lemonade, and leave with your tummy and your heart full!
--Posted by Mama O. 

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Putting up with our dirt

Our Tuesday morning Ladies Bible class home-baked cookies for our neighbors
We hand-delivered the cookies to neighbors

Ladies in our Tuesday morning Bible class home-baked cookies to share with our neighbors in the houses bordering our parking lot.  With all the dirt and mess from construction going on, Ruth Hutchison suggested it would be nice to do something for our neighbors.  We packaged a dozen home-baked cookies in a spring flower pot, attached a flower seed packet, packaged it up all pretty and included a note that said, "Thanks for putting up with our dirt"!  The ladies visited with neighbors who were home on Tuesday morning and left the cookie gifts on the front porches of those neighbors who were not home.  Ruth prayed over our cookies before we walked the neighborhood and we hope a neighborly blessing goes out to all those who live near us!
--Posted by Mama O.